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Monthly archive June, 2017
An Hour: An Ode 2 Tity Boi

An Hour: An Ode 2 Tity Boi

For the past week and some change, I have avoided a serious responsibility. I’m actually disgusted with myself; I’ve shattered all my mirrors (including the front facing camera on my phone) because I cannot, in good conscious, look at myself. Pretty Girls Like Trap has been out since June 16th, and I finally listened to the...
An Hour: Walking Home In Torrential

An Hour: Walking Home In Torrential

There is something so specially lame about being caught in the rain. I’m not talking about a little drizzle or the “sun showers” that every kid loves to run through in the summer; I’m talking about that real shit—that moment when the Mother Earth is just tired of all her children’s bullshit, and just drops...
An Hour: Chillin

An Hour: Chillin

Sometime on Sunday, my brain melted. Either while I was mindlessly staring out the Ferry window or fixated on my computer screen in my room, my noodle said toodles and dipped. At this moment, somewhere in the world my liquefied grey matter rests in a puddle, fighting to avoid its immanent evaporation. I say all...
An Hour: Leftover Ziti

An Hour: Leftover Ziti

I have a serious problem with finishing things. I can admit it, it’s a sore subject for me. Whether it’s a video game, book, or show, I will start off near obsessed and then inevitably, put it down. I do not know why I’m this way—this aspect of myself has caused quite the annoyance in...